Sunset light slanted through the gauze curtains onto the floor, where several shoes lay scattered haphazardly.
The atmosphere on the bed was exceptionally heated. The boy’s eyes were hazy and dazed, his pink lips slightly parted. The young man’s obsessed, greedy gaze fixed on them.
Just as he was about to lean in for a kiss, he shivered. His clouded eyes suddenly cleared.
…And he was utterly dumbfounded.
What the…? Bro, who are you? What are you doing?!
Shen Leyuan was horrified.
A few seconds ago, a truck had smashed into him, but he felt no pain. Instead, it seemed like he’d… transmigrated? What was this bizarre scene?
“Teacher~” The boy slinked over like a kitten.
Shen Leyuan’s eyes widened in terror. He shoved the boy away with a slap. “Y-you… don’t do that!”
The boy let out a coquettish hum, his cheeks flushing rapidly from pink to crimson.
No, bro…
Shen Leyuan grew even more horrified, his lips trembling as he wanted to curse.
The boy seemed oblivious to his panic, asking in a crisp, sweet voice, “Teacher, was my move right? Full marks?”
As he spoke, he even puffed out his flat little chest, his face beaming with a proud expression that screamed, Did I do good? Praise me, praise me!
Proud my ass!
Shen Leyuan’s expression didn’t crack, but his heart was already riddled with holes.
This scene, these lines—weren’t they the opening of that Flower Market smut he read yesterday?!
The perverted tutor tricks the naive pretty boy onto the bed, calling it a “practical application exercise.” He practices every inch, inside and out, top to bottom, only to get caught in the act by the boy’s dad and fed to the dogs.
Literally fed to the dogs.
The scum tutor with the same name got bitten to death alive, not even bones left.
Thinking of the protagonist’s ferocious, paranoid, decisive foster father, Shen Leyuan shuddered and scrambled off the bed.
The pretty boy stared at him in confusion, looking all aggrieved. “Was Little Deer’s move not standard enough?”
Shen Leyuan ignored him, racking his brain miserably for the original plot.
Little Deer was the shou protagonist—soft and cute, basically an idiot. He believed whatever the perverted teacher said, even more gullible than hypnosis novel protags. He’d strip naked, tie on a dog tail, and crawl like a dog if told to.
No morals, no shame. Riding the bus? Fine. Anal exam at the doctor? Normal. A teaching aid at school? Sure. Servicing his ghost dad at home? All good, and he thought everything was normal.
The author had the gall to call him eighteen? Eight seemed more believable.
Good thing the pants were still on. Time to bail while he could!
Shen Leyuan crawled up, disheveled, retreating to the door and gripping the handle.
“Teacher,” the boy asked pitifully, “did I do something wrong? Can you teach me again?”
“I’ll learn properly, really! Little Deer is very obedient!”
“Teacher!”
Shen Leyuan hesitated, pausing.
In real life, his job was similar to the original host’s—a high school homeroom teacher. Over the years, he’d dealt with plenty of troublesome kids and pulled some out of the gutter.
This kid needed his help too, right?
Gripping the door handle, the young man wavered. Before he could decide, Little Deer’s innocent, frustrated mutter came from behind.
“Where did I go wrong? Why’d I mess up again?”
Taking a deep breath, Shen Leyuan released the handle. He summoned his teacher aura, turning sternly to Lin Shilu. “Everything was wrong. That was all negative examples!”
He pulled over a nearby chair and sat. “Teacher will show you a video. Put on some clothes first and think hard about it.”
Then he quickly pulled out his phone.
This was a Flower Market story—he needed to check if the outside world was normal!
If it was, he could try saving the kid. If not… time to bolt to some uninhabited mountain forest!
Though, honestly, in Flower Market stories, even remote mountains weren’t safe. Might be a shape-shifting snake spirit waiting for a wife to incubate eggs, or some hyper-mobile vine into bondage play.
He unlocked the phone. Everything looked normal. Even searching for smut got him a familiar 404.
—Fuck, it doesn’t have to be this normal!
Lin Shilu blinked his pretty big eyes, confused why the teacher had suddenly changed his mind.
Wasn’t he going to teach Little Deer how to do the comfy thing?
His dark eyes darted slyly. He thought of a way to score extra points and silently sidled up to Shen Leyuan, hugging his head and leaning in—
“Mwah~“
Shen Leyuan: ?!!!
He jerked his head away in emergency mode, dodging the lips. But the warm kiss landed on his cheek, spreading a burning heat that scorched his face and ears bright red.
“What are you doing!” Shen Leyuan slapped him back onto the bed.
The pretty boy looked so wronged, arguing indignantly, “Teacher, that’s exactly how you taught me just now…”
Shen Leyuan got even angrier. “You believe whatever I say? If I told you to give me your bank card and password, would you?”
Little Deer looked all aggrieved. “I would.”
Shen Leyuan: …
Fine, fine. What was the point arguing with an idiot?
Taking a deep breath, he softened his tone patiently, guiding him. “You can’t just do whatever anyone says. Even if teacher says it, some things are off-limits. Got it?”
“Mm-hm, I got it, Teacher!” Lin Shilu nodded happily, then fretted, “But I don’t have a bank card. If Teacher wants one, I can ask Daddy for it tomorrow, okay?”
Shen Leyuan: ?
Shen Leyuan: “What did you just say?”
Lin Shilu was super obedient, answering confidently, “Give you a bank card.”
Shen Leyuan: “The sentence before that.”
Lin Shilu tilted his head, hesitating before repeating, “I got it, Teacher?”
Shen Leyuan: “You got P!”
The boy didn’t even get P, bouncing over lively. “Teacher, teacher, let’s keep playing kissy!”
“Stop!” He schooled his face into a glare. “Sit properly. Class time!”
Lin Shilu knelt back on the bed all aggrieved, soon distracted by the chibi animation on the phone screen.
A Q-version little lamb bounced around, unluckily meeting the Big Bad Wolf.
The Big Bad Wolf dangled a lollipop to lure the kid. “Be a good little bunny. I’ll give you candy if you strip and let Uncle check your body, okay?”
Shen Leyuan paused the video, circling the private parts on screen and pointing them out to Lin Shilu, teaching patiently bit by bit. “Here, here, and here—no letting anyone touch these casually. Got it?”
For each spot he pointed to, Lin Shilu glanced at the same place on Shen Leyuan’s body. His cheeks flushed unknowingly as he nodded haphazardly, “Oh, oh.”
Pointing to the mouth, Shen Leyuan emphasized, “You can’t let anyone kiss here casually, and you can’t kiss others casually either!”
His lips were pale, a faint pink. Lin Shilu stared, mind flashing to the teacher’s earlier lesson: Suck it in, lick, kiss.
Wanna try.
“Can I…” Little Deer started to say.
“No!”
Shen Leyuan cut him off coldly. “No kissing teacher. No teacher at all!”
But Teacher said kissing feels good…
Lin Shilu’s face filled with resentment, pink lips pursed tight, dark pretty eyes brimming with accusation. Anyone else would melt.
But what students hadn’t Shen Leyuan seen?
He wasn’t moved at all—in fact, he got fiercer. “Why stare at me? Watch the video!”
Sternly, he said, “Watch carefully, think hard. Teacher will quiz you later. Answer well, and there’s a reward.”
Lin Shilu’s eyes lit up. “Mm!”
The boy bowed his head, cradling the phone, eyes glued.
Just looking at his flushed, shy cheeks, someone might think he was watching R18 smut. Who’d guess it was a pure kids’ animation?
Maybe that was the Flower Market total-shou’s built-in lewd aura—everything looked erotic.
Shen Leyuan sighed inwardly, taking the chance to scan the room.
Black curtains, white carpet—cold black-and-white tones everywhere, dim light making it stuffy and oppressive. Only Little Deer stood out, pale and delicate.
His oversized T-shirt hid the shorts completely, baring smooth white legs. Even the arch of his foot was beautifully kissable, pearl-like toes downright—
Wait… what the hell am I fantasizing about?
Shen Leyuan’s racing thoughts screeched to a halt. Horrified, he wrapped Little Deer in the blanket—but after fussing, the visual went from “no pants” to “no clothes.”
Worse! The Flower Market total-shou’s power was terrifying!
Lin Shilu, disturbed by the movement, looked up blankly. “Teacher, I haven’t finished watching.”
“Then keep watching. No distractions.”
Shen Leyuan barely held his teacherly facade, avoiding Little Deer’s eyes. Stiffly, he walked to the window to gaze out.
Distant endless high walls. Nearby, an elegant villa. Not too far, a serene lake sparkled in the sun.
God, protagonist’s dad is loaded. Has his own lake!
With parents that rich, the tutoring fee must be hefty, right?
Shen Leyuan eyed the phone in Little Deer’s hand, all erotic thoughts gone. He just wanted to check his wallet balance.
His longing gaze was almost tangible, but Little Deer dawdled through the video. The few-minute clip looped at least three times, heading for four.
“Done?” he couldn’t help asking.
“Done!” Little Deer looked up, smiling sweet and soft. “Teacher can quiz me now~”
So obedient.
Shen Leyuan melted a bit, voice softening unconsciously. “Good job, Little Deer. Tell Teacher what you learned from the video.”
Lin Shilu answered confidently, “Catch the prey and eat it on the spot!”
Shen Leyuan nearly said “Very good,” swallowing it. Dumbfounded, “What’d you say?”
The delicate pretty boy put himself in the Big Bad Wolf’s shoes? Reasonable?
Lin Shilu was righteous. “If the wolf ate it right away, no sheep mom would come, no getting caught. It could swallow in one bite but makes the lamb strip instead. So dumb!”
True, Gray Wolf caught sheep so many times—if he’d eaten on-site once, no thousands of episodes…
No!
How’d Lin Shilu derail me again?
Shen Leyuan backed away, fearing the ditch. “Rewatch the video. Think from the little lamb’s perspective.”
Lin Shilu bowed his head, looking aggrieved, rewatching. Shen Leyuan joined: The lamb was about to strip for candy when a rabbit jumped out to stop him. Kids couldn’t beat the bad wolf. At the last second, sheep mom arrived, called the cops, and wolf went to jail.
Even an idiot could see the wolf was bad.
But Little Deer’s angle was unique. After deep thought, a facepalm conclusion: “The little lamb shouldn’t go out casually. No outing, no danger.”
Shen Leyuan: …Huh?
Fine for kindergarteners, but you’re an adult!
Sigh, his fault. Should’ve used the adult version.
The adult ed video was longer, mixed with real cases from legal shows. Little Deer watched intently, glancing at Shen Leyuan thoughtfully now and then.
So that’s how?
If I lock Teacher’s throat from behind, he can’t escape.
Sleeping spray? Would Daddy buy it?
Or sleeping pills in juice…
Teacher’s face is soft and cool like jelly. Mouth must be softer. But he doesn’t wanna kiss Little Deer. If I knock him out, I can kiss all I want.
Lin Shilu got lost in thought.
“Little Deer?” Shen Leyuan poked his cheek. “Why grin at me like an idiot? Watch the video.”
Little Deer smiled shyly. “What juice does Teacher like?”
“Orange is fine.” Talking so much made him thirsty. Shen Leyuan licked his lips. “Got any water…”
Before finishing, the phone alarm blared.
It said “School’s Out.” Shen Leyuan switched gears. “I’ll drink at home. Review what Teacher taught today.”
As he spoke, a flash of pink tongue. Little Deer’s gaze locked on, then he asked expectantly, “Teacher coming tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow…”
Shen Leyuan hesitated, opening WeChat Wallet.
Balance glared: 6.66.
With a vague sense of foreboding, he opened the online banking apps one by one. The balances were 8.88, 6.88, 9.98, and 8.99 respectively—each number reeking of the original host’s poverty and superstitious obsessions.
Lin Shilu’s voice rang out, cautious yet laced with anticipation: “Teacher?”
Shen Leyuan closed his eyes briefly and nodded. “Coming!”
With balances this pathetic—barely scraping by on starvation rations—who was he to quit?
As he wallowed in gloom, there came three sharp knocks at the door. Shen Leyuan instinctively opened it.
A man in a wheelchair came into view.
Mature and strikingly handsome, with a gloomy, icy expression.
A thorny Rose Brooch pinned to his chest.
【The young man kowtowed frantically, begging for mercy, tears and blood mingling into a mess. Two bodyguards dragged him mercilessly into the Kennel, where starving dogs panted heavily, surrounding him with ragged breaths—but they didn’t tear into him.
I still have a chance…
Hope flared in the young man’s eyes. Dragging his broken legs, he crawled toward the exit.
He was almost out of the Kennel, his bloodied fingertips nearly brushing Lin Yuan’s black trouser leg, when the man suddenly called softly: “Timon.”
The massive hound king lunged from behind the wheelchair, its teeth clamping down on the young man’s neck—snap!
Blood gushed out.】
Shen Leyuan’s neck throbbed with phantom pain. He stiffly peered behind Lin Yuan, where two bodyguards—one pushing the wheelchair, the other leading the dog—completed the full set of his death flags.
My! Life! Is! Over!
Terrified, he didn’t dare breathe. Clutching the doorframe, he barely managed eye contact with the man.
“Mr. Lin, today’s lesson just wrapped up. Little Deer performed well,” Shen Leyuan said, voice trembling. “Is there anything you need to know? If not, I’ll head out.”
The young man’s panic was all too obvious. Lin Yuan seemed to notice something, his gaze shifting subtly downward.
Shen Leyuan followed his eyes—
Oh no!
His fly was unzipped—underwear on full display!
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